Carmen sneered. "Amateurs!" She muttered as she surveyed the competition. She was standing on the doorstep of a cozy, suburban middle-class house that had recently seen massive and expansive renovation to add new rooms. A sure fire clue that the competition would be fierce. "And what makes YOU so special?" snarled one of her competitors, a midnight-haired,...
This is the final chapter in this series. Thank you to everyone who found and followed it, especially those who enjoyed my "spa game" series and jumped with me into this much more esoteric story. The comments and ratings have all been appreciated. As mentioned before this story has evolved in tone and it is now much darker, including themes of non-consent,...
Chapter 04: Lessons in Restraint and Decorum 'Ravenscourt.' The gatepost sign catches the last light of the setting sun as the hansom cab drives past it. The letters are faded and nearly unreadable, but I know them well. It was the manor at Ravenscourt that took me in, suckled me, taught me to do useful work, and raised me into a woman. If I felt stifled th...
Our flight home was as uneventful as our Sunday night. We were both so exhausted from the events of the previous two evenings that we slept on the plane for the entire flight and then went right to sleep when we got home. At work on Monday, it was hard to concentrate because my mind kept drifting back to the weekend. Dee called me during the afternoon to te...
What you've missed: I woke up from a coma after a motor cycle crash, to find that my penis could talk, and more than that, when it wanted, it could take control of the rest of me. It was able to sing in a way which it called 'pussy charming' in such a way as to entice nearby females to come and shag me, which it demonstrated for me with a 50 something overwe...
The next morning, I could hardly walk. When I awoke it was morning, and bright sunshine had replaced the moonlight. The windows were open, and a pleasant breeze was blowing throughout the house. I staggered out of bed, and headed for the kitchen. Somehow, we had forgotten all about food last night, and I was starving! My girls were out by the pool, slather...
I read a story a while back about a couple on holiday where they were held at gunpoint after they had strayed out of the tourist safe area. The wife was raped and the husband severely beaten. They never caught the culprits, but some of the locals told of stories where the couple had sought revenge. This story it one of fiction based on the event that happe...
Authors note: This is not my usual type of story. But the idea came to me and I couldn't resist. Carol Brady unlocked the door to her husbands office building. Mike Brady is one of the city's most prosperous architects along with his partner Jonas Wilson. Ah, Jonas Wilson, what a hunk. 6'6" inches tall about 240 lbs. of muscle. Blonde hair and blue eyes an...
Dawn was fuming. She paced to and fro in her tiny cell and silently cursed the bailiff for not coming for her. Just an hour earlier, she had been having the time of her life in the back seat of a taxi. The driver decided that he needed pussy more than money and was driving his sturdy cock into her needy cunt. Although they were in a relatively secluded area,...
Cathy and I had been married three years and we were, and still are, a perfect match. My own overactive libido is balanced with Cathy's subtle and covert nymphomania, a match made in heaven. A big plus is that Cathy exudes hotness. She doesn't mean to and is a tease only when it serves a purpose. Fully clothed in conservative attire, which is her style, she...